He laughs a bit at that. "But you didn't throw anything out, did you?" Rosella's packrat habits are a bit incomprehensible to him, but endearing; Neil doesn't aspire to own much more than books, and even those he's less prone to buying now that he has the store to peruse on a daily basis. Except, you know, for the books he ends up not wanting to sell to anyone else because he likes them too much. The books he's had to buy yet another bookshelf for.

On second thought, maybe he understands after all.